Luyện nghe bài hát One Love (LG Main Mix)

What up I know shit is rough doing your bid
When the came you should of slid to my crib
Fuck it black, no for looking back it's done
Plus congratulations you you got a son
I heard he looks like you, why don't your lady you?
Told her she should visit, that's she got hyper
Flip it, about he acts too rough
He listen he be riffin' while I'm telling him stuff
I was like yeah, shorty don't care, she a too
with the niggas from that fake crew that hate you
But yo, who got shot in the dome-piece?
Jerome s niece, on her way home from joes beaches
Plus little rob is drugs all the time
out with young thugs that all carry 9's
At night time there's more than ever
What up Cormega, did you see 'em, are y'all together?
If so hold the fort, now I represent to the fullest
Say up to herb, ice and bullet
I left a half a hundred in commissary
You was my nigga when push came to
One what? one

born, you'll be out soon, stay strong
Out in new york the same shit is on
The stalking, loud-mouths is talking
Hold, out the story yesterday when I was walking
The nigga you shot last year tried to appear he hurtin' something
to mother, I heard him fronting
And he be pumping on block
man gave him your glock
And now run together, what up son, whatever
Since I'm on the I'm a put it to a cease
When I heard you blew a nigga with the ? for a piece
on the island but now with ?
Better chill 'cause them niggasz will put ass on fire
Last time you wrote you said they tried you in the
I maintain when you come the corner's ours
On the reels, all these crab know the deal
When we the revolution all they probably do is squeal
But chill, see you on the v I
I gave mom dukes loot for kicks
Plus ?
brother's buck whylin' in four Maine he wrote me
He beat his case, 'til he come home I play it low key
So stay civilized, time
Though your mind (dies)
I hate it when mum cries
It wants to make me murder, for real-a
I've even got a mask and to bust slugs
For one

Sometimes I sit back with a Buddha
Mind's in another world thinking how can we exist the facts
Written in text books, bibles, etcetera
Fuck a school lecture, the lies get me
So I be from my projects
I take my pen and pad for the week and hittin' nails I'm sleeping
A two day stay, you may say I the time alone
To my dome, no phone, left the 9 at home
You see the streets have me stressed something
Fucking with the corners have a nigga up in vue
Or h.d.m., hit numbers from 8 to 10
A future in a state pen is grim
So I comes back home, helping shorty
Do I roll them two phillies together and the friends we call oowops
He said nas, niggaz cold be off the roof
So I wear a bullet proof and pack a black
He inhailed so deep, shut his eyes like he was
Started coughing when I peeked to me speak
I sat back like the mack, my army suit was
We was chillin' on these where he pumped his loose cracks
I took an l when he it, this little bastard
Keeps me blasted he talking mad shit
I had to school him, told him don't let fool him
'cause the pistol blows a shot that's when a murder be the cool one
Tough when niggas are struck, families fucked up
Could've caught your man, but didn't look you bucked up
Mistakes happen, so take heed bust up
If the crowd catch him solo, make the man bleed
Shorty's laugh was cold blooded as he so foul
Only twelve to tell me that he liked my style
I rose, wiping the blunts ash from my clothes
Then froze only the bolder herb through my nose
And told my little man I'm a go cyprose
There's some jewels in the that he can sell if he chose
of wisdom from nas try to rise up above
Keep an eye out for jake shorty
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